Um... yeah.
Leave it to me to find the brand new car someone bought two days ago on 695-- the one guy who was wearing a bright orange "STATE PRISON" hoodie-- and run into the back of him.
You know how people love to stop for no reason at all on 695. So that's what they all decided to do. I slammed on my breaks and slid and ::BUMP:: right into the back of him.
His bumper was barely scratched on the bottom... Like the underside of it...
Ah well. He was young. He seemed nice. Lets hope he doesn't fuck me over somehow.
He said he'd get an estimate and call me so my insurance wouldn't go up...
I wanted to say, "well, get an estimate on an eyedropper of touch-up paint and let me know."
Ah well. Poor thing just kept sayin, "like I said-- I wouldn't care... But I just bought it two days ago." And I just kept apologizing and acting like a dumb girl. Maybe that worked.
GAHHH. Only me.
Always,
Rachael
You know how people love to stop for no reason at all on 695. So that's what they all decided to do. I slammed on my breaks and slid and ::BUMP:: right into the back of him.
His bumper was barely scratched on the bottom... Like the underside of it...
Ah well. He was young. He seemed nice. Lets hope he doesn't fuck me over somehow.
He said he'd get an estimate and call me so my insurance wouldn't go up...
I wanted to say, "well, get an estimate on an eyedropper of touch-up paint and let me know."
Ah well. Poor thing just kept sayin, "like I said-- I wouldn't care... But I just bought it two days ago." And I just kept apologizing and acting like a dumb girl. Maybe that worked.
GAHHH. Only me.
Always,
Rachael